It's the small things I notice
How he fidgets
How he uses the mouse for his computer
I notice the little things
His smile
The nervous little laughs
The way he rubs his eyes when he's tired
How sometimes when I glance over to look at him and he's already looking at me.
The way he nods when someone clarifies a question of his
The way moves the way he speaks
The way his voice sounds if I accidentally wake him up
And I love them all
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For My Mate
Poetrya collection of all the things I want to say to my love. Some of these are poetry, some letters some internal monologues ect. Everything that was originally from a different collection has it original place included.
